And I know your shining down on me from heaven. Like so many friends we've lost along the way.
If you have to leave. I wish that you would just leave. 'Cause your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone.
And I still hold your hand in mine, in mine when I'm asleep. And I will bare my soul in time when I'm kneeling at your feet.
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